Marceline’s Journal

I’ve finally finished directing all the farmhands and refugees to gathering supplies and preparing to live as comfortably as we can until we can reestablish a normal routine here. There’s so much to do still, but Jaculeen and Peter will be waking soon so I don’t have long to finish. We killed a man today…I surprisingly don’t feel too bad about it. Looking at this farm, there’s only a fraction of the people here that should be…I wonder how many innocent workers that man killed. He deserved to die in a pool of his own vomit.